An Artificial Transfusion

The blood that flows beneath our skin Is turned red by haemoglobin, Which binds with oxygen in part, Transferring life from lungs to heart.   Donated from unknowns or kin, The blood that flows beneath our skin Is needed, but when this runs out What will we use to quench the drought?   The substitutes … Read more

Translucent Vessels

Vessels Running beneath my skin – Like the network Of a tightly-knit Urban sprawl. All closely ravelled together – A well-trod map to my Heart. But too complex to build Or print. Our greatest Artificial cartographers cannot reconstruct The interlacing web of hidden alleyways And ginnels lurking beneath the surface. So instead we turn to nature; … Read more

Artificial Pain

When something that once was has gone, It lingers in a phantom land; You find the strength to carry on, Then close your eyes and feel your hand.   It lingers in a phantom land, With memories left in your brain; Then close your eyes and feel your hand, You do not imagine the pain. … Read more

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